Monday, December 2, 2013

Winter love

I see her through the window
my chin up to the sill
tippy-toed

Her brown coat matches her fuzzy ankle boots
her fancy scarf jiggles around her head
in the snowy breeze
she’s my mom
I love her

The cattle see her coming
their breath steams
in the winter air
their brown and white bodies lumber to the pond

She takes the shovel
starts a watery hole
they take turns
curly white faces dipping

Gloved hands are turning and waving now
my face curls up
she’s my mom
I love her


copyright Gina McKnight 2011

Rosie, Ida, Helen, Christmas, and #5

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